We made a pact. For three months we tried an experiment. We decided to write to each other every day, “You are beautiful, and I love you” – just to get used to it, ya know, just to get used to how it feels to be loved.Read More
In both classes, students will build flexibility, agility, and strength while increasing mental, physical, and emotional peacefulness.
High Mesa Hatha: Gentle yet challenging yoga based on the classical styles of Sivananda, Kripalu and Jivamukti yoga. Breathwork (pranayama), vinyasa (flow), asana (postures), meditation and relaxation are key. Release stress and build calm energy after a day of working.
Peak Tranquility: Wind down with yoga nidra (“yogic sleep” or conscious deep sleep), guided imagery, and intuitive asana to deepen your sense of body/mind awareness and relaxation. Prepare to be refreshed.
What to expect
I am an experienced yoga instructor who offers:
– a safe, non-competitive, supportive, and fun atmosphere;
– small classes (10 to 12 students);
– individual attention and adaptation to personal needs;
– focus on the breath, movement originating from the core, visualization meditation, relaxation; and,
– an open space for suggestions and Q and A.
I remember the night before yoga teacher graduation. I was in a group hug with four of my classmates. We declared that our time on the ashram was “the eternity that never was”. That cosmic blip in the space of my life experience softened me (and still continues to soften me).Read More
So much smoke.
I almost cried when we went back for one more thing. Mountainaire was eerily still with low-lying smoke. I said, “It is strangely beautiful.” Tom replied, “It would be beautiful if it weren’t so devastating.”Read More
I was afraid of the ghosts in the house, but I managed to train one of them. I told my parents the house was haunted, and proved it by telling Morris, the ghost I trained, to open and close the door, which he did. My parents told me I should stay even though the place was haunted. I said, “These ghosts are yours, not mine.” I had to leave.Read More
Spring is blowing in fresh air here in the mountains. And with it, new thoughts, new feelings, new hopes. Playing the Fool (see April’s challenge) has been difficult, but somewhere in this last month, there’s been a shift. I’m not exactly sure when I became so serious – it crept up on me – I have had to shake the seriousness off my back.Read More
Meanwhile, I am reposting this message from the Flagstaff Biking Organization. As many of you know I am a huge cycling fan. I don’t own a car and I bicycle to get just about everywhere—to work, to get groceries, to visit friends—and of course, for fun. Flagstaff Biking Organization has been planning a bike park that will be super cool, and they have a chance at winning a $30,000 Grant.Read More
Bicycles. Man, how could I forget about bicycles? Why is this not the first word on the list? I love my bike! My bike’s name even starts with B! It’s a Breezer by Specialized.Read More
I do not, cannot stop myself. Grief. My body trembles for weeks. My hands shake and I cannot eat without effort. Who am I? I have to keep walking, that was all I know.Read More